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Patron
Now every time i'm Uptown
She can't leave me alone

New York dude up in California
Smoking cones of the good exotic
Loud pack sound like a beat by

livin' a double life
I sip toxic like a sacrifice from a cup half full
And by the time it hits her lips its holy water on some boss shit
That's from never

your mind
Make up for time lost behind
We lost and behind
Orderly fashion, rich woman closet
It's all by design

In memory of
Rest in peace

Tough rappers I spit and they turn midgets
Ain't moved by these other rappers
I feel sick when I listen to this other rappers
Only two rappers Arabic man

mo guns in the safe
I aint worried bout jail time or a case
Either you or me ill be damned my family at my wake
Want all the smoke like a nigga out

you hater's David Perkins r.I.l I guess I'll see you later through me your name lives and we still chasing paper I'm sauve like Tony Draper and king

She saw me put in late nights
Like I was the real David Letterman
Only difference is
I'm the version from the ghetto man
And I get it man

Yeah

Local

As I walk through the city night
One more time like once
Even if it's just one night
Its a strange, new world
I put on my red dancing shoes
Like david

a clueless juvenile
Dawn of change came when the Jewish David showed me all he compiled
He moved to Jersey, we visited once, but fizzled out in time
Before

my cousin David real niggas dont tell
I sold drugs all week and then i hit the mall
And if yo bitch from my hood we then hit em all
I sold every drug

the heart of David 
Give me a love like Joseph 
They talk about me all-day 
But it don't matter cause You Chose me yeah

Aye don't get it twisted, I run with

out my window, I slow down the tempo
Praying up to god, asking, please let it be my year
And if not, I'm gon have a good time
We gon have a good night,

Like David, dance with all my might
Got ops, they tryna end my race
They demons, God gon' end they life

God gon' give me life
Me and God, we tight
Fakes

I get enticed

By all these funny looking Objects. 

But soldier man like me 

I work on being and not on having. 

I understand Priorities, then

can take the blame
Ima grab him by the horns and spit up in his face
Tell him I'm creating magic like I'm David Blaine
Like I am number one and you

won't even be able to comprehend so repent now before it's the end 
No time follow these trends
And make amends with the lord almighty 
The king of kings

Simple Song

The Procussions

5 Sparrows for 2 Cents

2006

On the audio canvas stands this man with his hands as a mantis
submerged in the word like Atlantis to plant this seed, we feeding of the Root

Made a hundred racks off the phone
Then I tossed it
I been ballin' so damn hard, I'm exhausted
Surrounded by a table full of bosses
We just keep

seen me cry about to jump
Like the time 2005 auntie found my uncle slumped 
Always said I'd be just like him
Now I guess we'll never know
So I had to be

burn 
Ballin like he in the league and signed a deal with David stern

Gotta eat off the plate u earned
Learn the game then teach the homies
Watch ya

and the fame and the name but the money got me agitated
Feel like I'm out of david
Forget about me and I'm a come back chunky as milk when it's out of dated
I

myself back there, yeah
Those them good good times
By now
Most of ya know that
I went back to school
Five years ago
Studied audio at REC dubba you
Know

listening to labels chirping?
I'm cutting it off along with Satan's cell phone
That's a double kill, two birds, one stone
Imma sling it like I'm David
All

Walkin' down the street in my black Chuck Taylors
I got a little money all these friends need favors
I get girls that's all different types